Looking out my window and watching the trees bend in the wind reminds me of a story that reminds me of myself:
Two old dudes whose hearing had deteriorated along with many of their other capabilities were sitting on the porch watching the wind blow the leaves across the yard. One said, "Sure is windy."
The other one said, "Naw, it's Thursday."
"Me, too," the first one replied. "Think I'll get a Coke. You want one?"